That's why you have my pathetic dicklette locked up." What did you do last night while I was on my date?" I cleaned up the house a while, then watched...some TV." Did you use your computer?" Yes, I checked my email." That's not all. I checked your history. You chatted on the swinger's sites and watched a bunch of videos. Is that how you show your respect for me?" I'm sorry, Mistress. I wasn't thinking straight. I was wearing my cage and couldn’t jack off, so it didn't occur to me that I was. .." she chanted, loving the full body attention I was happily giving her. I broke free from her breast to kiss her lips for the first time, our tongues tangling as she rolled over on top of me, grinding into me. She felt so fucking good on top of me, she was so tall, so curvy, so feminine, so blonde, so soft and strong and her ass was so, so heavy as I bounced it while rubbing her tight opening. She made me feel so safe, pinned under her, her voice cooing to me, telling me, "I love it, yes,. A few hours later I emerged with my hair trimmed and styled and softly curled and subtly lightened from its usual mousy blonde to a lighter more feminine shade. Barbara, laden down with shopping, smiled and told me I looked beautiful and that I was going to make an enormous impression on Brian that night.We drove home late in the afternoon. I invited Barbara up again to chat while I began to prepare dinner. Then she gave me two small shopping bags, and told me I couldn’t look inside until after. “Don’t worry, I’m here. I’m here to help you find out about dad.”“What’s going on?” mom stumbled through my doorway covering herself with a robe, “What is it, Raymond? Did you have a dream? A dream about your father?”Why was everyone talking so loud?Still shaking, but comforted by Susan, I took a couple of deep breaths, then I looked at Susan, who said, “It was a dream about Dad, it sounded like. Go to bed mom, I’ll help Raymond get back to sleep. You have work in the morning.”“Thank you,.